I'm thankful for wheels , a tiny bicycle brought me to places . I remember when i first left my house compound as a kid with his bike.
His world grew exponentially. Everything started making sense as his world exploded . He felt free!
As he rode , his immediate society expanded in a myriad of colors.
Whilst he understood that there was never competition as the joys of this solitary pursuits are to be indulged alone and near impossible to empathize.
Life never felt fuller as dreams (then) thou imbecile .. were capable of bringing intense joys.
Knowing then a day was not wasted was a day which he rode.
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